As is our tradition, we spent Easter Sunday with the Powell family. After morning mass, we all went to brunch at Clyde’s in Tyson’s Corner and then back to the Powell house for coffee and dessert. Rain kept us from hunting for eggs in the backyard. Instead, Brad and Tonia improvised and hid eggs in the basement. The kids didn’t seem to mind—candy is candy, no matter where you find it. Getting a picture of the kids in their Sunday finest is usually one of the more excruciating parts of Easter morning; however, this year Henry and Vivian were amazingly cooperative. As you can see, we got some nice shots.
We asked the Easter Bunny to bring us fewer sugary treats this year, but somehow he didn’t get the message. The baskets were overflowing on Easter morning. The night before, Henry was quite nervous that the Easter Bunny might skip our house. He asked to go to bed early (unheard of) and expressed alarm that mommy and daddy were staying up to watch TV. We assured him that the Easter bunny would not be frightened off by our choice of movie (Lincoln). And indeed, he was not.
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